Hi, My Name is Agent Danvers

by Koala-kat

One day while Jack is walking through New York he's transported to National City. Now he has to adjust to a whole new world of strange technologies and customs. Oh and aliens too.

1. Hi, my name is Agent Danvers

It had been only a few days since Mr. Roosevelt had helped the Newsies with their strike. Now Jack was heading towards the paper to start his first day drawing pictures for the paper, whistling all the way.

As he walked through the New York streets they were mostly empty, this early in the morning most people were still inside either sleeping blissfully in their beds or only just starting breakfast. Jack, however, wasn't going to chance being late on the first day of his first steady job.

But then as he was crossing the street, so close to his new life that he could taste it, a blue light engulfed the street. He stopped, frozen in place and unable to do anything as the mysterious light slowly made its way towards him.

Once the strange light was close enough that he could touch it if he tried, Jack finally regained his wits. He turned around and started running. He ran and ran, putting all of his strength into his escape. He turned around to see how far he'd made it. Flipping his head around he was shocked and disheartened to realise that he was not any farther from the big blue light. In fact he was even closer than when he started, about to be sucked in and getting closer every second.

Jack once again tried to move away, this time keeping an eye on the light. Even as he moved his leg back the light pulled it forward again. Finally realising the hopelessness of his situation Jack closed his eyes and let the light take him. As he felt his body get sucked into the light his last thought was that he hoped that Katherine and his Newsies were okay and that they knew that he didn't abandon them.

The great light engulfing him, Jack felt an agonizing pain, greater than any pain he'd ever felt before. Then he welcomed the blackness to swallow him taking with it the last of his consciousness.

Jack Kelly was never again seen in New York. The only sign that he was ever there are the remaining memories of all those around him. Years later the kids of many former Newsies will grow up hearing the tails of the great Captain Jack Kelly.